Terra Nullius, my island, my despicable beast An arch into the ocean as your birth was blocked in breach And in the ready wild my body and my soul Divide themselves between you and the blood that's in my bones, o-o-oh In the early winters there lay slicks upon the flats From the snow that split from mountains That would thud and puff and crack The white birds shrieking murder Through the drifts of clouds and sparks And nested in the tallest, thick with scent and dripping bark, o-o-oh ♪ In me, my spirit feels unease, a great nausea That ties my tongue and swells my gut and aches and pulls and tugs My instinct cannot reconcile the things that I now know Those strong hands slapped away like children at a bowl, o-o-oh Will I ever know real knowledge, is it even mine to change I dreamt I saw an answer and a child's was its face I'm sorry, I'm sorry, and my children will be too If I don't any better with the blood that's in my bones, o-o-oh